About five this morning, Bryce was leaving to drive to the bay area and I had a huge wave of fear and nervousness come over me as he walked out the door to his car. Although the sky was clear, I had been apprehensive the night before because we have had some foggy weather. (If you are not familiar with the central valley fog in California, let me assure you it is one of the most dangerous seasons.) I expressed my nervous feelings to my husband and he said, "Well, let's pray." We begin to pray and after a while we decided to return to bed and catch another hour or two of sleep. Later, we traveled south to take care of some errands and we got the news that there had been an enormous wreck on the 99 north of our town near Fresno with over 100 vehicles involved, dozens injured, and a few fatalities all due to the fog. (story here: http://apnews.excite.com/article/20071104/D8SMJIJ01.html) One of the main thoroughfares in California was now closed and looked like a littered junk yard. Here's what I am really trying to say - the last time Bryce traveled to the bay area we gave him directions that took him north of Fresno on the 99 and crossed through Highway 152 to get to Interstate 5. Since that last trip, we bought Bryce a GPS for his car. The GPS unit instructed Bryce to take Highway 198 which is about 30 miles south of Fresno. Therefore, he took off the 99 before reaching the huge wreck that he most likely would have been involved. When I realized this must have been why I felt so nervous, I quickly said, "Thank you, Lord, for directing him out of the path of danger." And thank you GPS for choosing the alternate route.
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